I am one of those a migrant from my homeland far away
But I'm thankful to the reaper for allowing me one more day
Every day i live to see I'm happy though my better days are gone
And my life is near it's twilight and the clock is ticking on.
Some of those i went to school with and in the schoolyard games with did play
Have become victims of the reaper and with the deceased now lay
The longest lived human being does not have a lengthy span
I would like to keep on living for to die as an old man.
For each and everyone of us there is a final Fall
And the egalatarian reaper is the one who claims the lives of all
But if the whole World were against me and i did not have a friend
I would still want to keep living hang in there until the end.
I am one of those a migrant one now showing my years in gray
And it matters little to me what others of me say
I would like to be one of the rare few for to live a century
But i doubt that's going to happen time is catching up on me.
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